Qiuyang felt that it was pointless to talk about what happened six years ago, so he casually diverted the topic, "Cold fire, on such a snowy day, are you in a hurry?"

Mogen smiled and said: "If there is anything embarrassing, you might as well entrust our White Feather Mercenary Group to handle it, it is definitely good and cheap, and Tong Su is not bullied." ”

Tie Dun squirted out a mouthful of wine, pointing at Mogen and coughing.

Cold Fire was also amused. "Hehe, it's not necessary, I'm a lone mercenary. A few days ago, I completed a single task and was about to go to the Mercenary Association to receive a bounty, who knew that something happened near Huangnigang. There was a blood spider entrenched there. ”

The three of them gasped. Even, Tie Dun was frightened into a cold sweat, and the wine disappeared, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Blood spider, third-order monster?"

These words seemed to have some magical power, and as soon as they came out, the huge tavern suddenly became silent.

The Blood Spider is not a naturally spawned species, but a monster created by the Dread Dragon. Despite its name, it is larger than the Wind Horse and is extremely ferocious.

This monster has an extremely strong ability to hide. It spun silk webs on the surface of the earth, and then hid in well-camouflaged caverns. As soon as someone steps on a spider's web, the blood spider will immediately feel it. It rushes out of the burrow at lightning speed, paralyzing its prey with its fangs, and then dragging it back to the burrow to feast.

For countless years, monsters have plagued all the intelligent beings in the south of the continent. They kill everywhere and spread fear.

And in this world, monsters have a unified name - fear species. Legend has it that they are the descendants of the Dread Dragons, so even the power of the Light Dragons cannot destroy them all.

The fear species, that is, monsters, can be roughly divided into nine levels, from the first order to the ninth order.

Among them, the first-order monsters occupy the largest number of dreads. Their strength was almost the same as that of the militia that had undergone initial training, and even weaker, only stronger than the farmers. In the large-scale battles of the Holy War, the first-order monsters are basically cannon fodder.

Second-order monsters have a solid carapace, and their protection is comparable to the armor of heavy armor warriors. Only elite warriors with a well-equipped blade can break through. At the same time, the strength or speed of second-order monsters is far superior to that of first-order monsters, and it is an existence that causes headaches for ordinary warriors.

Then, there are third-order monsters.

Third-order monsters are completely different from second-order monsters, and that is a qualitative change. They have the talent Demon Mist, which can comprehensively increase their strength, speed, nerve reflexes and other qualities, and at the same time, the Demon Mist also has super defensive capabilities.

It can be said that it is not a problem for a third-order monster to torture and kill more than twenty second-order monsters. Monsters of this level can only be fought against by a swordsman-level powerhouse with an explosive fighting spirit. If an ordinary warrior touches it, he will surely die a miserable death.

And the Blood Spider is a difficult guy even among the third-order monsters. If it suddenly appeared in the Prancing Horse Tavern, it would definitely be able to kill a river of blood, and it would definitely not kill or wound seventeen or eighteen soldiers.

Because, this is the rear of the defense line of the gods, and the place is extremely remote, there is no high-paying task to attract high-level mercenaries here, and there is not even a single mercenary of the sword master level in the huge Prancing Horse Tavern.

Because of this, hearing the words of the third-order monster, the huge tavern was silent.

Qiu Yang was the first to react. He froze his nerves, straightened his back, his expression became extremely grim, and he slowly asked, "Leng Huo, this is not a trivial matter, are you sure?"

"The beast killed my mount, and I was almost eaten alive by it. Besides, the black mist on the surface of the blood spider boiled and turned into the grimaces of the nightmare class, and I will never forget that scene for the rest of my life!" Leng Huo's tone was extremely affirmative.

The main characteristic of the third-order monster is the demonization of the black mist, and the judgment of the cold fire has been determined.

Mogen grabbed his hair and hurriedly suggested, "Let's send a message to the head of the regiment." Third-order monsters, we went to deliver food. ”

Qiuyang's face was calm, his hands were clenched into fists in front of his chest, and he chanted in a low voice: "Only gold is immortal, only soil is not rotten." Fearless, only bright. These are the fundamental mantras of the Holy See of Light, the four most often recited by believers.

As soon as Qiuyang spoke, Mogen knew that it was going to be bad. He hung his head in agony, "Oh my God, I know! Why am I so unlucky! I made friends carelessly, I made friends accidentally!"

After reciting, Qiu Yang opened his eyes and shone brightly, "We are the White Feather Mercenary Group, a mercenary group under the Bright Sect, and we will never retreat in front of any monsters. ”

Although he knew that persuasion was useless, Mogen couldn't help but hurriedly speak, "Don't, Qiuyang, we are too few in number. ”

"It doesn't matter, there are a lot of people in the tavern!" Qiu Yang said, suddenly stood up, arched his hand in all directions, and said loudly, "You all heard it. A blood spider has appeared near Huangnigang, and although our White Feather Mercenary Group has not received the task of destroying the monster, we will never watch it wreak havoc on the farmers. Is there anyone who wants to do it with us?"

There are a lot of mercenaries in the tavern, and if they besiege the blood spider together, it will be enough to dismantle the spider in pieces. Of course, there will be many casualties among the people present.

The mercenaries looked at each other for a moment, then smirked.

"My old cow has never been left behind in slaying demons, and behold, my big axe is already hungry and thirsty. Oops, no, I have a stomachache, go to the toilet first. ”

"Oops, I have a headache, I need to go back and take some medicine and sleep to nourish my spirits. ”

"Oh no, my potion was stolen. There is a thief in this tavern, I have to chase it!"

"Lack of sleep is the enemy of beauty, no, I have to make up for it. ”

......

In the end, only a middle-aged bearded man was left sitting and not getting up. He was sweating profusely, looking left and right, anxious.

However, this reason for escaping has been used by the people in front of him, and he wants to think of something new, difficult!

Seeing that Qiuyang was about to approach and invite sincerely, the beard was in a hurry, and suddenly stood up, stroked his stomach and shouted, "It's not good, I actually have it." Oh my God, look at this belly, it's been four or five months!" said the bearded man, touching his belly with one hand and rushing up the stairs with a short axe in the other.

In the blink of an eye, in the guest hall of the huge Prancing Horse Tavern, there were only four people left alone, including Leng Huo and the others, plus two maids who sold wine, which was really an indescribable irony.